About the book: year / My name is Sonya. In any case, that’s what I call myself in this life. No, no, don’t be alarmed, now there won’t be any nonsense about incarnations, reincarnations and past lives. I just realized a long time ago that it is impossible, and there is no need to try to always be the same in this big show called “life.” We don’t wear the same clothes in all occasions in life. Even the most unpretentious and indifferent are forced to change their suit at least sometimes, following the requirements of the situation. So why on earth shouldn't this rule apply to the rest of our lives? Is it really true that, moving from one situation to another, we, like shackles, must drag with us the burden of the same name, habits and behavior that has set our teeth on edge?.